I went to a beautiful wedding this weekend. Such a lovely bride, such a stunning dress....such a tiny waist.
I started to think....what happened to my waist since my wedding day? See the evidence below:
Tiny waist. I can breathe and everything in that dress. Slender arms, no hint of chin fat. I didn't even have to say, "Let me know when you're about to take this picture so I can suck in!"
Something happened. I can't explain it. But, it's something dark and sinister. Maybe it has to do with being happy in life. Maybe it's getting older. Maybe it's eating McDonald's when I'm pregnant instead of salad.
I saw this picture of myself today...and I wept:
2 chins. Sausage arms. Dolly Parton bust. Big 'ol baby belly. Sigh.
Better not tell this weekend's bride about this evil, unstoppable force.